Most of the Victory Fleet's units had focused on the robots brought by Dark Nova. What had once been foes beneath their notice, machines that could be destroyed with two or three attacks in a single exchange, were vastly different from those encountered before.
Their performance had improved greatly, but the most crucial factor was the aura clinging to those robots. Unless one was completely destroyed in a single blow or within an extremely short time, it could rapidly restore itself to its original state. More importantly, that aura also possessed considerable defensive power.
Thus, when dealing with those robots, the Victory Fleet often had two or three units attack a single target at once. Aside from the few who truly possessed overwhelming firepower and exceptional skill, most could not destroy one unit alone in a short time. This made the already insufficient number of Victory Fleet pilots seem even more inadequate.
Then the ELS suddenly swarmed forward, using their overwhelming numbers to completely cover those robots. Dozens, even hundreds, of Sky ELS attacked a single robot, turning it into bursting fireworks in an instant. Or countless small ELS would rush over, latch onto it, and devour it completely.
As for whether the aura Dark Nova had bestowed upon those robots could affect minds and souls, such concerns simply did not exist for the ELS.
After all, the ELS were a race as pure white as paper. They had no evil, no desires. Individual ELS in particular were muddleheaded, simply wishing to find a place to live, hoping to understand another race and live alongside them.
Xiao Ran had talked them into coming all the way from Iskandar to Earth. When they first fought the Mycenaean Gods, they had been just as confused and had not joined the battle. Even